i don’t think i’m really happy yet and sometimes i think money will make me happy but does no money really make me unhappy? sometimes i want

No one will come and save you. No one will come riding on a white horse and take all your worries away. You have to save yourself ...

Andrea Gibson quotes to comfort aching hearts or lonely days. “I could never trust anyone who's well adjusted to a sick society.”

When all my accounts are gone and I fall from earth, this is what I want you to remember from me: At the end of your days, what will you...

It’s like ... I’m sitting on a chair with my hands resting on my legs, palms turned open to the sky. I have so little in me, but I would giv

It's nights like these I feel like a kite. On the run from something I can't remember, but still I keep on running, just in case. They...

But no one will come and save you. No one will take your hand and guide you to a better life. You must create it yourself.

I want to write about the things that matter, that make your stomach turn inside out. My fingers run smoothly over the keys once they get st

It could have been so beautiful. The way I learned and got free and swore to never love another person ever again and it could have been so

My favorite quotes and poems by Charles Bukowski: one of my favorite writers.

They tell me I have an interesting life. Going places, seeing people, and I shrug my shoulders as I pour another drink, sitting lonely on my

I want to be a safe aura in a sea of worries and uncertainty. I want to stand for clarity where only chaos seems to grow.

You just have to learn to float with the current more, not fight against things. Change, movement, transitions ... you have to become one wi

I don’t think of other years, past or future, the mornings in the hallways, wanting someone to stay. anyone. I think nothing of that ...

Someone once said, “Get your heart real good broken and you’ll be a poet for the rest of your life”. I don’t actually know if someone ...

This morning I woke up to the sound of white rain shattering on my window. The raindrops kept falling like the sweetest music, leaving ...

6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and I still don’t know which month it was then or what day it is now. Blurred out lines from hangovers to...

5am again, drunk on someone else’s love, or couch, and I’ve never felt more at home. I fled myself, from the life I’ve built because I’ve...

I am the way a life unfolds and blooms and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest ...